"Anne!" Hazel furrowed her brows when she saw her sister in the dark woods standing alone. She was sure that Anne had not participated in the hunt, "wait! Are you here because of me?" she asked with certainty and then shook her head.
"You should not have taken so much risk. I am fine. I am going to return soon anyways." she said with a warm smile on her face. She looked happier that Anne came following her though she knew that it might go against the rules.
But when she walked closer to her sister, she noticed that Anne was not talking and her face looked paler,
"Did something happen? Why do you look so pale!" asked Hazel, finally finding the stain on her clothes.
She would have thought that it belonged to some animal she had hunted on her way if she did not look scared.
Anne finally stared back at her sister who looked worried for her. Yes! She was a dark witch. She was the strongest of them. She could not be killed that easily.
